Dear Diary,
The bad boy of our school sat next to me in class today. He even talked to me and asked me for a pencil. But I think he saw my scars when I was giving him my pencil, my sleeve rolled up, you know. He made eye contact with me but thankfully, class started before he could say something.
He was there in the hallway staring at me after class,too.
But he didn't say or do anything when his friends tripped me.What would he do anyways? I am worthless. Why would he do anything nice or help me?
I just hope he doesn't let my secret out.
Yours,
the broken girl
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Dear Diary (Completed)
PoetryDear Diary, I was bullied again today. They told me I was ugly and that I was fat. I think they are right. I mean I haven't eaten in days so I should stop eating for a long time right? Those girls are so perfect and pretty. Why couldn't I be l...
